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JUMP START MORNING (Bob Clayton) Feels like a jump-start morning, I think I could use a push. Feels like a jump-start morning, I think I could use a push. Can't get myself to goin'; man, do I feel bushed. I think I'm running out of gas, my battery's gettin' low. I think I'm running out of gas, my battery's gettin' low. I don't have what it takes, got no get-up-and-go. I can't keep my headlights open, and my clutch is awful loose; I can't keep my headlights open, and my clutch is awful loose; Don't even ask about my sparkplugs; they ain't got one bit of juice. It's so cold down on the floor boards, and my blanket's warm and nice. It's so cold down on the floor boards, and my blanket's warm and nice. It's so hard to crank your engine when the air feels just like ice. If I didn't have to go to work, I'd just drop back off to sleep, If I didn't have to go to work, I'd just drop back off to sleep, But I need the paycheck so damned bad, it's enough to make you weep. I feel this way tomorrow, just like I feel today, I feel this way tomorrow, just like I feel today, Pack my trunk for California, where I can't rust away. Feels like a jump-start morning, I think I could use a push. Feels like a jump-start morning, I think I could use a push. Can't get myself to goin'; man, do I feel bushed. Sung to something like See, See Rider Copyright 1991, Bob Clayton, Silver Spring, MD @blues filename[ JUMPSTRT BC apr97  8note Sheet |
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